I was the youngest of the three sons in my family. My1were five and seven years older than me. They did most of the housework around the house. I rode my bike around our town, played basketball or walked in the woods. What I did was just 2 fun during my childhood. But I had none of my responsibility （责任）.
By the time I entered my early teens, however, both of my brothers had moved out of our home. My dad was 3 ill. He was too weak to work. I soon found myself doing more work than before. I sowed seeds （播种） in 4and watered them in summer. In autumn I 5wood to keep us warm in the winter months to come. And all year round I carried water from a mountain spring （泉水） back to our house so we had water to drink and cook with. Every day, I was so busy that I felt very 6.
At 7, I complained to myself. But later, I began to find joy in helping my parents that I loved so much. I sang to myself while collecting wood, and I8while carrying water. I even found myself9 my mum with the dinner dishes and cleaning. I started to realize something that I would carry with me the rest of my life: 10your work is done with love, it isn't work.
